Her mind wanders to something else
Her mind wanders to something else
Claim your big prize
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I need a taste to be convinced
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality